By the time Ye Futian and the Moon Saint arrived at Xihua Sacred Mountain, the battle was already over. The people of the Holy Zhi Palace were cleaning up the battlefield. They stepped into Xihua Sacred Mountain to clean up the place, wiping out any that escaped and searching for treasures in the mountain.
However, they found that Xihua Sacred Mountain's divine implements and library were almost empty. It was obvious that Saint Xihua had taken them away. He had been prepared to leave, and it was not a spur of the moment decision.
At that moment, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, the Moon Saint, Saint Jiang, and many others were on the main peak of Xihua Sacred Mountain. They looked down at the many Nobles and people of lower planes who were trembling.
"Saint Xihua and the others probably do not dare to stay in the Nine States," the Moon Saint said coldly. The Moon Saint said coldly, abandoning Xihua Sacred Mountain right there and then, allowing them to be destroyed while he fled on his own. He was truly heartless.
But it was understandable. At Saint Xihua's level, there was no way he would be willing to die with Xihua Sacred Mountain.
Xihua Sacred Mountain was not the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, and Saint Xihua was not Zhou Zhiming.
The Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty was a force of a sacred dynasty, passed down through bloodlines. Zhou Zhiming was a domineering person, and he must not have cared to be a stray dog. He would rather accept the ending of victory and die in the palace.
According to Ye Futian, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty's palace had been burned down by the Great Zhou Sacred King himself, and everyone had died.
Ye Futian looked up at the sky. Would Saint Xihua and the others go to the Upper Worlds?
"Is it possible to leave Emperor Xia's Realm?" Ye Futian asked.
"Impossible." The Moon Saint shook his head. "Emperor Xia rules the Nine States, and the lords of the holy lands are his subordinates. In the past, Saint Xihua might have left to cultivate, but at such a sensitive time, he would be courting death if he tried to leave."
Ye Futian naturally understood what the Moon Saint meant by a sensitive time. Emperor Xia must have sent people to monitor the Nine States, and those who had participated in the Sacred War at the Holy Zhi Palace would probably be watched.
The Great Zhou Dynasty had been destroyed, and there were only a few nobles left in Xihua Sacred Mountain, which posed almost no threat. Back then, Saint Xia had summoned all the saints to intimidate them and seal off the news of that battle. The saints would not have dared to spread the news to their subordinates for their own lives. Even if there were people in Xihua Sacred Mountain who knew about the news of that battle, with their level of cultivation, they would not have been able to leave the Nine States even if they wanted to.
"Next is the Hall of Holy Light and the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean," Ye Futian said in a low voice.
"I'm afraid the Hall of Holy Light won't be easy to take down," the Moon Saint said.
"Why do you say that?" Ye Futian asked.
"The Hall of Holy Light has a Guardian Matrix of Holy Light that absorbs the essence of heaven and earth all day long, absorbing boundless power of light, shrouding the Hall of Holy Light within. With Saint Ji holding the fort, it will be impossible to breach. Even if all of us saints were to join forces, we would still not be able to breach it, unless the Sword Saint of the Void returns to the plane he was at all those years ago," the Moon Saint said.
Ye Futian was silent. While Yaya had entered the Saint Plane, activating the Sword Saint of the Void took a great deal of power. She had almost used up all her power when breaking the Guardian Matrix of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. If the Moon Saint said that the matrix of the Hall of Holy Light was stronger, then Yaya would probably not have been able to breach it.
However, Saint Ji had been grounded for ten years, and that was still not a threat to the Holy Zhi Palace.
"I'll take a group of people to the Hall of Holy Light in Qi State and stand guard outside. Kill any sages who step out," Yu Sheng said. His aura had weakened, but he had not been too badly damaged in the battle. While he was unable to continue fighting, he was not weak. After all, as his plane grew stronger, his resistance to the backlash of demonization gradually increased.
"There's no rush," Ye Futian said. Even though the Hall of Holy Light was protected by a great matrix, it was still but a turtle in a jar, unable to make any more waves.
However, he still could not let go of the fact that he had not been able to kill Saint Xihua and Saint Ji.
Saint Ji and Saint Xihua were the main culprits of the seven holy lands surrounding the Holy Zhi Palace.
One figure after another flashed and returned to stand behind Ye Futian.
"Palace Lord, the cleanup is complete," the Sword Demon said.
"Hmm." Ye Futian nodded. "Let's return to the palace."
As his voice fell, he stepped into the void.
"Return to the palace." One voice after another came out, and suddenly the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace rose into the air and gathered together. The Village Chief summoned giant swords, and suddenly the vast army stepped onto the giant swords, breaking through the air and leaving.
After them, many of the people of Xihua Sacred Mountain who were still alive even knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces.
Xihua Sacred Mountain was dead.
In Huatian City, one figure after another stepped into Xihua Sacred Mountain, and they were all filled with emotion.
In the land of the Eastern State, three holy lands stood tall. The Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple was disbanded, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty was destroyed, and now Xihua Sacred Mountain was dead.
Of course, in addition to emotion, there was also greed.
This Xihua Sacred Mountain was a place that they had dreamed of setting foot in. Things that the Holy Zhi Palace did not care for did not mean that ordinary sages would not care for them.
Moreover, Xihua Sacred Mountain had ruled Huatian City for many years, and there must have been many people and forces that had been oppressed by Xihua Sacred Mountain.
Now, even Saint Xihua had fled and abandoned Xihua Sacred Mountain. All the sages were dead, and here, sages could do whatever they wanted.
Under such circumstances, it was natural that many people were eager to make a move.
There were even many cultivators who flashed and rushed directly into the sacred mountain to continue their search.
Moreover, more and more people came from Huatian City, and it was chaos. In this chaos, many people from Xihua Sacred Mountain fell.
It was ironic that Xihua Sacred Mountain, which had once been prosperous, had ended in such a tragedy.
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The news of the destruction of Xihua Sacred Mountain and the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty in the Eastern State spread very quickly throughout the Nine States, and everywhere it passed was shocked.
Countless people were filled with emotion. Who would have thought that the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State would destroy Zhisheng Cliffs, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, and Xihua Sacred Mountain one after another.
If it had not been for the protection of the Hall of Holy Light, Ye Futian would have attacked the Hall of Holy Light long ago.
As for the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean, Ye Futian did not go there, because he already knew from the surveillance of the demonic beasts of the Sea Clan that after he conquered the two holy lands, the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean had dispersed. The cultivators of the three holy lands were all scattered in the Endless Ocean to cultivate, and it was easier said than done to find them one by one.
Of the seven holy lands, three were destroyed, three were disbanded, and the last one closed its doors.
This was the result of the sensational Sacred War.
In the land of the Nine States, many people said that the Sage and Saint Ranking could be re-ranked.
Especially the Sage Ranking, many people had died. Ye Futian could already be ranked first on the Sage Ranking, and no one under the Saint Plane in the Nine States could defeat him.
It was said that he was still only a mid-level sage, and had not entered the upper level.
At this time, Ye Futian, who had caused a huge stir in the land of the Nine States, was in a quiet courtyard in the Holy Sage Pavilion, playing the guqin.
The sound of the guqin was long and had a faint sense of desolation. Even if he had destroyed the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and Xihua Sacred Mountain, there were still many enemies alive.
Moreover, even if one day they were all destroyed, would Jieyu be able to come back?
Loulan Xue listened to the music quietly and did not disturb Ye Futian. She could naturally feel the faint sorrow in the music. It had been more than a year, and although he had returned to the Holy Zhi Palace, he still had not completely moved on.
Loulan Xue had seen them together for more than a decade, all the way until now. These more than ten years had been the best years of their lives.
Usually, the two of them chatted and laughed, but the feelings between them were probably only known to themselves. Hua Jieyu's death was a great blow to Ye Futian, and Loulan Xue should be one of the people who knew best.
Zhuge Mingyue and Beitang Xing 'er came over and quietly listened to Ye Futian play, speechless.
After a long time, the music stopped, and Ye Futian looked up and smiled. "Second Sister, Sister Xing 'er."
"Little Brother's music is still so beautiful, just like when you were in the Cottage," Beitang Xing 'er said softly. Beitang Xing 'er said softly. Although she was already over 30 years old, she was still as pure and flawless as a young girl. Her clear eyes were filled with simplicity. In the Cottage, with the support of her seniors, she was the most relaxed person. She had no worries and did not need to care about the outside world. Although she was not very talented, she only needed to cultivate quietly.
"But my state of mind is different," Ye Futian said. He really missed the days of the past.
"Don't think about it all day." Zhuge Mingyue glared at him and said, "Yu Sheng took a group of people and left the Palace. He might have gone to the Hall of Holy Light."
Ye Futian's eyes froze, then he said softly, "Let him be."
With Yu Sheng's current level of cultivation, no one could touch him unless the Saints appeared. He was going to guard outside the Hall of Holy Light. Saint Ji and the others, since their lives were not in danger, would definitely not trade their lives for Yu Sheng's. If it was him, there was still a chance.
"The Glass Saint is awake," Zhuge Mingyue said.
Ye Futian's expression was calm after hearing this.
"The number one beauty of the Eastern State is indeed beautiful. She has cultivated for so many years but still looks like a young girl. If I become a Saint, I wonder if I'll look younger." Zhuge Mingyue smiled softly and said, "Now that the Glass Saint is in the Palace, why don't you take this number one beauty of the Eastern State, little brother? That way, the Palace will have another Saint."
Ye Futian smiled bitterly.
"You don't like her because I'm too old?" Zhuge Mingyue said, "Loulan has served you for many years, you can take her as a concubine. There are many beauties in the Palace who like you, such as Mu Zhiqiu."
Loulan Xue, who was behind Ye Futian, trembled and looked up at Zhuge Mingyue.
"Second Sister." Ye Futian looked at Zhuge Mingyue and saw her staring back at him. "It's been more than a year. When are you going to let it go? Your hair is already white, and you're still like this all the time. If Jieyu could see you like this, what would she do? "
"Sister, I understand." Ye Futian sighed. However, it was more than ten years of feelings. It was not something that could be let go just like that.
Zhuge Mingyue looked at Ye Futian and her heart softened. She sighed inwardly. She felt bad too. She had brought Jieyu to the Zhuge family of the Barren State and the two of them had been together for many years. To her, Jieyu was not only her sister-in-law, but also her biological sister.
At that moment, a group of mighty ones came from the sky. Ye Futian frowned and looked up. He saw a group of people descending from the sky.
The one in the lead was Xia Qingyuan.
"Princess, do you have no manners?" Ye Futian said coldly.
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